Elves' Bells by Nova Nelson

Author:Nova Nelson [Nelson, Nova]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FFS Media
Published: 2019-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“Remind me who else Liberty suggested you speak with when you interviewed him?” It had already been a long day, and it wasn’t even four in the afternoon. The hot sun felt amazing on Bloom’s skin, though, after the chilly air of the healing house.

Ruby walked between the sheriff and Clifford. After a quick stop by a sandwich stand, the hellhound appeared in a bit of a coma from devouring the slab of roast beef Bloom had bought him as a reward for his quick thinking, but despite that he was doing an outstanding job of presenting as a protective and intimidating guard.

“He mentioned Dalora Greyborn and… shoot. What was the other one’s name?” Ruby struggled with it, running through a few sounds aloud before giving in and saying, “Clifford, do you remember it?” A pause, then, “Ah, yes. You’re right. Nothing gets through that steel trap.” She patted him on the head. “Magnus Taerwyn. I suppose we should go check in with him soon, shouldn’t we?”

“Probably so,” replied Bloom as they passed through Fulcrum Park and headed toward the south side of town. “But where we’re going now seems like a higher priority at the moment, don’t you think?”

“My Insight says yes. I feel like Magnus is likely safe for the moment. However, my body is screaming for tea.”

“It’ll have to wait. But I suspect you’ll be offered tea when we meet with them.”

“And should I drink it?” Ruby mused.

“I’ll leave that to Clifford’s judgment.”

The hound had a nose that was beyond skilled, as far as Bloom was concerned. It was magical. His scent training had definitely helped him identify different poisonous elements in foods, drinks, and so on, but there was really no accounting for the times he’d sniffed out a magical spell that had saved Ruby’s hide.

Because they’d missed the end of the play and not had a chance to speak with the actors afterward, they’d been forced to do some old-school questioning around the Emporium after they left the healing house. Finally, a minotaur had stoically divulged that he had seen the troop checking in at the Ram’s Head Inn. Bloom hadn’t read into the stoicism too much, since minotaurs were always that way.

So that’s where they were heading now.

“You asked her what the last thing was she remembered,” Bloom said finally, though she still wasn’t able to frame a complete theory surrounding her new suspicion.

“Yes,” Ruby said, “I did ask that. And she seems to have lost time.”

“You thinking what I’m thinking?”

“I assume so, but I just don’t see how it could play in.” Ruby chewed her bottom lip for a moment as they walked. “An angry spirit? A necromancer flying below the radar? Some other magic entirely? There are potions that can lead to a loss of memory and high suggestibility.”

“Right. And then there’s the possibility that the trauma from the fall stole away those last moments leading up to it. A good bit of fear can do that.”

“Any visible head trauma?”

“None. I checked.

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